Look Out Jackson Town

Johnny Cash sang about Jackson many years ago. It was probably another Jackson, presumably down south. Yet his words seem rather appropriate today. Ground Control just minutes ago reestablished contact with Burger One as it passed through Jackson, Michigan. The town may be infamous for the prisons and all the inmates they house, but nothing could prepare the sleepy hamlet for those ruffians aboard Burger One.

As you can see from the picture, Gil and his merry crew are raising hell on their way to meat heaven. I must sadly, however, report that Air is not aboard. Like Hebrew National, he answers to a higher authority. On a more positive note, a special commnendation goes to Jerry, who will be driving to Cleveland tonight for some program for smart kids. Questions about the true identity of said son's true father met with abject silence from Jerry.